No Boundaries

I felt Luka’s muscles tense at my jab. I slightly turned my body to face him, and he stared at me with a hard look in his eyes. I was spewing my past poisons at him. What happened to my mother was his family’s fault, and somehow, being alone with him now, I felt like I needed to blame him for her death. But seeing the cold look on his face didn’t make me feel any better. It only made me feel worse.

“I'm sorry, Luka, I didn't mean that.”

He put his hands up. “It's fine. I never expected you to get over her death that easily. Or the fact that my family was involved. We would have saved her if we could have. You remember she wasn't the only one we lost that day. Two other men, and we were lucky that you made it out alive. I’ve thought about that day so many times. About what I would've done had I been there.”

“What would you have done?”

He pulled me close to his body again. The bed sheet was still wrapped around me, and it was all that was between his naked body and mine. Despite my anger toward Luka and his family, I still wanted him. I licked my lips in anticipation.

“I would've killed for you. I would've done anything to save you and your mother. I would never let anything happen to you, Vienna. Never,” he whispered to me, mumbling against my skin. My body ached in response. As much as I knew he was bad for me, hearing those words made my heart flutter. As much as I tried to deny it, I wanted more of him. I wanted his lips on my skin, on his fingers, in between my legs. Heat rushed through my body as I pushed myself closer to his strong frame, letting the bed sheet loosen around me.

“Make me want to stay. Force me.” The words escaped my lips without me even meaning to say them aloud. Fantasies I had in my head for all these years were finally playing out.

He grasped the back of my head and tugged on my hair as he pulled my face into his two hands.

“I've got three hours until I have to go back.”

“That's a lot of time.”

“It's just enough time.”

“Just enough?” I asked.

“To make you sore.”

I let the sheet fall, exposing my body. His hands in my hair tightened as he crashed his lips into mine. He wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled my hips on top of his. I felt his hard cock rest between us and I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me. As I was about to move my hips, he quickly grabbed me and flipped me over onto my back and pushed himself inside me. I let out a moan in surprise and let my body melt into his. God, he felt so fucking good. I arched my back up as he grabbed onto the headboard for leverage and started to pound into me.

The bedframe banged loudly against the wall with each thrust, but I couldn’t get enough of it. Normally, I hated rough sex, but with Luka, it felt right. There was so much sexual tension between us that I wanted him to make me hurt.

I moved my hands around his body and raked my nails down his back. Part of me wanted to do it to leave a hurtful mark on him for what he had done, but deep down, I knew I couldn’t fake my feelings for him anymore. I knew Luka was toxic, but I was somehow addicted to him, and I knew I could never let go.

I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, and he flipped us over so that I was now on top. I pumped my hips up and down as I leaned down to kiss him. I rolled my hips back and forth and felt the pressure inside me build as I started to let out slight moans. He ran his hands down my body and grabbed my ass hard, causing me to move my hips faster.

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“Oh fuck, Luka,” I moaned.

I flipped my hair up as I moved my back upright. I smacked my hands on his chest as I rocked my hips forward and back. He reached his right hand up to my breast and lightly squeezed it, making me throw my head back and close my eyes. I let out a load moan and he leaned up, capturing my hard nipple in his mouth. I slowed my hips and rolled them over his as his tongue flicked over my nipple, sending shivers down my body.

He pressed his hips hard to meet mine.

“I want you on your stomach,” he said.

I slowly pulled myself off of him, and I lay down on my stomach and pushed my ass up slightly in the air. He moved behind me and slowly pushed himself inside me. He leaned down on top of me, and as he started to pump his hips, he wrapped his right hand lightly around my throat. I was not normally a girl that liked to feel choked while having sex, but for some reason, Luka’s hand putting pressure on my throat was one of the hottest things I had ever experienced.

“Oh God, yes Luka!” I screamed.

I moved my hips in time with his and I felt my whole body start to shake. I let out loud moans and he pumped his hips harder. He lightly bit my shoulder and pulled out of me and pulled my hips so that I was lying on my side. He lay back down behind me and pulled open my legs so that he was holding my right leg up with his right arm. He then slowly pushed inside me and started to rock his hips. I leaned my head back toward him and his lips captured mine. Sparks ignited throughout my body. I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted him deeper.

As he drove his hips into mine, he moved his right hand down so that he was able to rub my clit. His touch sent ripples throughout my body. Deep down, I knew Luka Gioti was the man that ripped my family apart. I knew I should throw up walls and keep my feelings out of this. But in that moment, with his strong body behind mine, and his hands touching me in all the right places, I couldn’t help but give in to the fairytale.

Sex with Luka was like nothing I had ever experienced with anyone else. With others, I felt as though I was just going through the motions, getting off when they knew what they were doing. But with Luka, it was like my entire body responded to him. All of my senses were heightened. He listened to every moan I made and reacted to it. He knew just how to push me to my breaking point and to keep me there, so that I was suspended between pleasure and pain, leaving me wanting nothing more than for him to continue what he was doing.

Luka continued to force his hips harder. My moans grew louder and he moved his hand up and wrapped his arm around me, pulling my body even closer to him. I felt his lips on my neck as he thrust up into me and all my walls came crashing down. I felt him release with me, and when we were both finished, he continued to hold me and gently kiss my neck.

If Luka Gioti was bad, then I never wanted to be good again.

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